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no one sees what they saw anymore.
hello, I have moved.
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Sunday, December 31, 2006
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could i really say all these?
could i take some time off from you til' i find i'm no longer disgusted by myself?
could i call you my own?
a part of me wants t quit. a part of me begs t differ.
i'm afraid of verbal daggers, so scared, in fact, a slice of me is dying t get awakened.
i'm the most pathetic girl i've known. it's a shame. it really is.
i've sunk so low. i'm so messed up. i need a slap.
could you have more patience w me?
could you be gentler like before?
could you sweeter like before?
can't you see i'm trying t explain. wait a minute. hail baby.
don't just brush me away. i feel you're slipping away. i can't feel you anymore.
come back.
i'd be lying if I said I was completely unscathed.
listen t me baby 'cuz i can't afford t be misread one more time.
no please don't say breaking up is the only ultimatum you could give me.
no i'm not giving you questions you can't answer.
no i'm not trying t stress you out. i never wanted that.
but i could only deliver this much. i've tried my best. i'm giving more than i'm given.
and now i'm all battered, fucked, pathetic and i need t breakfree.
look baby, the damage is done, the certainties gone now.
the spirits have altered. gone w the wind. for ever.
12:51 PM
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